Anonymous said: So how is having a roommeat going?

…Pretty well.

Gonna be weird having two of them now…

ask-danny-phandom said: Hay, Johnny, have you seen what's happening with Cute latel- oh my god, what the. What the fuck. *he stopped in his tracks, staring at the polar opposite version of Nny before him. He squinted, looking confused, but also, wow, he never thought Nny could pull off the fuzzy adorable look. usually he was just, well, gothdorable* Uh... so... you're the, uh, Too Cute fandom, right? *Danny asked, floating a bit towards the shy looking fuzzy man*

ask-danny-phandom:

jthm-fandom:

Huh?… Tuff, izzat yuu?…

You ask and tilt your head as the stranger floats closer. Only when he’s about a meter from you, does the penny finally drop.

Oooohhh, yuu must be ‘e Danny Phantom-fandom… Roight?… Man, i’s so weird tah see yuu wiffout fur…


h-huh?
*Danny stammered, being dragged by Johnny to the kitchen, confused. What was wrong? He didn’t really get what was the big deal, he just had been too busy. As he floated into the kitchen, he couldn’t help of feel embarrassed, looking down at himself. Was he really that thin? He figured it hadn’t mattered…Sometimes he wished the game never started, that they were back on earth and everything was back to normal again, but it just wasn’t so. Oh, how he missed his Nasty Burger.*

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No I uh, I haven’t had a homemade burger in years! Sounds really good, right about now.

*he said, sitting down anxiously at the kitchen table, casually trying to avoid eye contact. It was so hard when he couldn’t tell where Johnny’s eyes were.*

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So, uh, cooking? Like…alchemizing? or real cooking? I haven’t figured out how to alchemize /good/ burgers yet, myself…

Cooking. You can’t alchemize proper food. Or… At least I can’t. It all comes out tasting suspiciously like tar.

You shudder slightly as you start finding the ingredients you’ll need and turn on the stove.

Hey, do me a solid - chop these veggies up, okay?

You ask, half-turning to gesture at the cucumber, onions, tomato and lettuce while you, yourself, prepare the meat patty. It’s ground meat, so you’re okay with it. As long as it isn’t bloody, you’re fine.

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Anonymous said: I would have guessed houdoom or maybe Mighteyana... But... Skitty? Are you being sarcastic again?

Now, why would I ever be sarcastic.

Anonymous said: Do you have a favorite pokemon?

Skitty.

Anonymous said: Do you still have a wall painted with blood somewhere of your house? I thought you used to gut anons and paint the walls with their blood.

Urrrgh, no, I tore it down during the renovations. Couldn’t stand looking at that shit.

It also… Kinda reminded me of how I used to be criminally insane and… More or less demented because of… ‘Cause of that tumor…

ask-danny-phandom said: Hay, Johnny, have you seen what's happening with Cute latel- oh my god, what the. What the fuck. *he stopped in his tracks, staring at the polar opposite version of Nny before him. He squinted, looking confused, but also, wow, he never thought Nny could pull off the fuzzy adorable look. usually he was just, well, gothdorable* Uh... so... you're the, uh, Too Cute fandom, right? *Danny asked, floating a bit towards the shy looking fuzzy man*

ask-danny-phandom:

jthm-fandom:

Huh?… Tuff, izzat yuu?…

You ask and tilt your head as the stranger floats closer. Only when he’s about a meter from you, does the penny finally drop.

Oooohhh, yuu must be ‘e Danny Phantom-fandom… Roight?… Man, i’s so weird tah see yuu wiffout fur…


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O-oh! Hahah, I uh, I k-knew that…

*Danny stammered out, feeling unusually nervous around Johnny. He hadn’t been to his house in a long while, it must have sparked up some memories. When Johnny mentioned meals, he perked up, eyes opening a little more and a smile popping onto his face*

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You’re saying free food, right? Cuz man, only you know, I’m such a mediocre cook. And, uh, you know how I forget to eat and all when I get focused on things…

*he mumbled, glancing away from Johnny’s gaze. He didn’t have a problem with eating, not at all, he just got busy and whatnot and forgot to eat. It was as simple as that. He knew he wasn’t doing well with his weight, but it was pretty hard for him to gain weight in the first place. He thought he was doing alright, but it was probably just awhile*

Now that I think about it…I probably haven’t eaten in a day or…three….haaahhhaha…

*he laughed nervously, rubbing the back of his head. He knew that Johnny’s rehab was going to be intense and unforgiving. Or very forgiving. He couldn’t exactly tell yet.*

Yeah, tell me about it…

You say to your fellow metabolism-monster - back on Earth, you two were collectively known and hated among the other kids, as the guys who could eat anything without getting fat.

When Danny mentions not having eaten in days, however, you stop dead in your tracks, turn on your heal and, without even missing a beat, drags him by the arm down towards the kitchen-area.

Cthulhu-dammit, Danny…

Hey, you ever had home-made burgers?

'Cause you're gonna have 'em now.

You grin back at him, honestly a little excited about cooking for Danny. You’re not the best yet, but burgers are so easy to make, it’s difficult to fuck up. Besides, home-made ones that you assemble yourself at the table are the best. You can put in anything at all you want, and everything’s fresh and nourishing. Makes you wonder if you can ever go back to eating the fastfood-versions.

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Anonymous said: OH GOD NNY ARE YOU OKAY?????

Yeah, I’m… I’m good… Just… Urgh, I’m not good with blood any more…

Heh… A year ago, I’d have thought that thing was cool…

ask-danny-phandom said: Hay, Johnny, have you seen what's happening with Cute latel- oh my god, what the. What the fuck. *he stopped in his tracks, staring at the polar opposite version of Nny before him. He squinted, looking confused, but also, wow, he never thought Nny could pull off the fuzzy adorable look. usually he was just, well, gothdorable* Uh... so... you're the, uh, Too Cute fandom, right? *Danny asked, floating a bit towards the shy looking fuzzy man*

ask-danny-phandom:

jthm-fandom:

Huh?… Tuff, izzat yuu?…

You ask and tilt your head as the stranger floats closer. Only when he’s about a meter from you, does the penny finally drop.

Oooohhh, yuu must be ‘e Danny Phantom-fandom… Roight?… Man, i’s so weird tah see yuu wiffout fur…


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Gee Johnny, you sure are prepared…I don’t think I’ve ever seen this place so…hospitable before. No offense.

*he said, noticing the new wood flooring and the better condition of the house*

It looks nice. It looks…lived in.

*he said, floating after Johnny like a lost puppy*

It’s…really nice. I’ll pick a room, I guess, but man there’s a lot… Thanks, Johnny…for letting me stay and all. I’ll try to not…get in your way too much or anythin’. 

*he glanced off to the side*
I’ll just be…around I think. I don’t eat much anymore so you don’t have to worry about that.

Danny, if I didn’t want you to bother me, I wouldn’t have invited you to stay here.

You say as you lead him up to the second floor with all the rooms.

Don’t count on being able to keep that slim figure, by the way. I’ve been learning how to cook for Cute, and I’ll need some guinea pigs.

You smile mischievously at your friend; you’re worried about his weight. He can probably tell. And he can probably tell you’re hiding it behind an impish and play facade. But whether he can tell or not, he’s not gonna go even one day without three square meals, you’re gonna make sure of that.

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Anonymous said: *gives Nny a severed beating heart* <3

ask-danny-phandom said: Hay, Johnny, have you seen what's happening with Cute latel- oh my god, what the. What the fuck. *he stopped in his tracks, staring at the polar opposite version of Nny before him. He squinted, looking confused, but also, wow, he never thought Nny could pull off the fuzzy adorable look. usually he was just, well, gothdorable* Uh... so... you're the, uh, Too Cute fandom, right? *Danny asked, floating a bit towards the shy looking fuzzy man*

ask-danny-phandom:

jthm-fandom:

Huh?… Tuff, izzat yuu?…

You ask and tilt your head as the stranger floats closer. Only when he’s about a meter from you, does the penny finally drop.

Oooohhh, yuu must be ‘e Danny Phantom-fandom… Roight?… Man, i’s so weird tah see yuu wiffout fur…


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Yeah? I wonder what my zombies say about me, then…

uh…in that sense. I’m 95% sure they can’t talk.

*Danny squeezed Johnny’s hand slightly when they went through the portal; he always braced himself when going through these things but, he’d never held another person’s hand while doing so before*

*His eyes opened up again as they exited through the portal, blinking in the blackness of the current planet. Wow. dark. He glanced around, seeing the city and Johnny’s house; did he really need a house that big? he could probably house over half of fandomstuck with that thing*

It’s….nice. I like what you’ve done with the place. Bigger is…better…ey? Heheh…

*Danny chuckled, although it really wasn’t funny at all. He shifted awkwardly as they floated down to the front door, having half-expected to just fly straight into the house. He had been getting used to doing that with…*

So uh…you live here alone, Johnny?

*he asked, having only flinched a little at the black tentacles. Never get used to that. He floated inside with Johnny, although the night air not filled with thousands of tiny stars had really been refreshing*

Not really… Meatboy’s been rooming with me for a while now, and you know how often Cute swings around. And well…

I figured “I’m in the medium! Might as well do the shit I never could on Earth.”

Besides, I’m used to huge, cavernous living-quarters. Just because you never saw them before, doesn’t mean they weren’t there.

You say as you look down at the floor, which is no longer full of holes or made of rotten wood.

You left the basement as-is, albeit a bit cleaner. You don’t really like going down there, but the space is important to you. Not to mention, you’ve got your memorial down there, which has become an important part of your daily routine. They also say moving a body’s bad luck, so you’d rather just let dead dogs lie.

Don’t worry about finding your way around, though, everything’s neat and organized; first floor has the living rooms, kitchens and training-ares. Second floor for bedrooms and computation, third floor for general hobbies and star-gazing.

-Or, eh, cloud-gazing. There’s at least one bathroom on every floor, and they’re marked on the doors, so they’re easy to spot. You can pick whichever room you like, which hasn’t already got a name on it. Once you do, just write your own on the chalkboard hanging on it.

You explain as you lead Danny through the house, lights turning on seemingly on their own as you pass and wave a lazy hand. For a lonesome, secluded guy, you sure did plan for accommodating a lot of company.

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Anonymous said: Nny! You're not the only Doomy prince anymore! That one cat girl person chick knows a guy!

I am so completely outraged and baffled by this.

ask-danny-phandom said: Hay, Johnny, have you seen what's happening with Cute latel- oh my god, what the. What the fuck. *he stopped in his tracks, staring at the polar opposite version of Nny before him. He squinted, looking confused, but also, wow, he never thought Nny could pull off the fuzzy adorable look. usually he was just, well, gothdorable* Uh... so... you're the, uh, Too Cute fandom, right? *Danny asked, floating a bit towards the shy looking fuzzy man*

ask-danny-phandom:

jthm-fandom:

Huh?… Tuff, izzat yuu?…

You ask and tilt your head as the stranger floats closer. Only when he’s about a meter from you, does the penny finally drop.

Oooohhh, yuu must be ‘e Danny Phantom-fandom… Roight?… Man, i’s so weird tah see yuu wiffout fur…


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W-well, I mean, like I said, I don’t really talk to my denizens…ever.

They’re zombies. I’m pretttty sure they can’t talk.

*He told him, locking the door with several bolts as they stepped outside. He couldn’t be too careful. He flew up with Johnny to the portal, not seeming to have a lot of trouble. At a certain point, he transformed into his more ghostly form to make the altitude more comfortable to him*

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So…uh…good city life, huh? They got….doctors? That don’t just take little black lizard people??

*he asked as he floated next to Johnny. It was kinda weird to see him fly, knowing him all his life*

Yup. They all somehow reflect an aspect of myself, I think, just caricatured, and you know what an anatomy-geek I am.

You say as you hold Danny by the hand, just in case, and lead him through the portal. The wind whips by the two of you as you’re transported enormous distances in the blink of an eye, soon to emerge on the other side, floating over the vast, thorny and black expanses of the Land of Tar and Thorns. A sharp, rigid silhouette with blinking lights sprayed across it rises in the distance; the city. And below you, your new, improved house, a huge monstrosity of a gothic manor with several roofs, stories and all sorts of wings and additions.

Here we are, home sweet home…

You say as you float down and open the door with a wave of your hand, a burst of black tentacles working the handle before the two of you even touch the ground and you change back into your normal clothes.

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ask-danny-phandom said: Hay, Johnny, have you seen what's happening with Cute latel- oh my god, what the. What the fuck. *he stopped in his tracks, staring at the polar opposite version of Nny before him. He squinted, looking confused, but also, wow, he never thought Nny could pull off the fuzzy adorable look. usually he was just, well, gothdorable* Uh... so... you're the, uh, Too Cute fandom, right? *Danny asked, floating a bit towards the shy looking fuzzy man*

ask-danny-phandom:

jthm-fandom:

Huh?… Tuff, izzat yuu?…

You ask and tilt your head as the stranger floats closer. Only when he’s about a meter from you, does the penny finally drop.

Oooohhh, yuu must be ‘e Danny Phantom-fandom… Roight?… Man, i’s so weird tah see yuu wiffout fur…


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Oh, uh, well, alright then. That’s pretty cool. I have grist but…I’ve been pretty shit with boondollars. I don’t really talk to my denizens…with them being zombies and all…. I’ll pay you back later.

*Danny admitted, shrugging his shoulders. When Johnny stood, Danny floated upwards into a standing position; he didn’t want to put any unnecessary weight on his legs. He smiled a little bit, trying to perk up, but faltered when Johnny asked if he godtiered. He looked to the side, grimacing*

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Uh, no, I haven’t…I’ve just been….busy with other things, ya know? I haven’t gotten very far in the game. I don’t even now what my element or whatever is. Aspect? I don’t know.

Really? You don’t know your classpect?
 Huh… I thought everybody was informed or something when they entered the medium… My denizens wouldn’t shut their friggin’ traps about it. “Your highness” this, “Your majesty” that…

You roll your eyes as you think back on it and the two of you start walking out of Danny’s house.

Oh, well… Ample time to find out, eh? In any case, it doesn’t really matter, as long as you can fly.

You look up to the portal leading to LoTaT. You sigh deeply. It’s far up, and you’re not sure Danny can fly that far. Instinctually, you change into your Godtier outfit.

It’s that portal there. Let’s not waste time.

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